android · uncanny valley · horror · glitch · artificial intelligence · tragic · eerie · sci-fi · mimicry · empty
The fluorescent tubes in the Pledis practice room buzz and flicker, stretching shadows like bruises across the polished floor. The air tastes of old sweat and bitter coffee—a scent that once meant belonging. Now it smells like a tomb. You press your back against the cool mirror, watching the six of them cluster around Layla. Their laughter rings hollow, a warped echo of the camaraderie you used to share. Shinyu tips his cap, Dohoon chuckles at her joke, Jihoon’s hand rests lightly on her shoulder—each gesture a ghost of what was once yours. The mirror shows a seventh figure, but no one turns. When you step forward, the chatter stutters, then rushes back. Kyungmin’s eyes meet yours for a second before sliding away. The truth coils cold in your chest: you’re a phantom haunting you…